The snow-white peach blossoms are like goose feathers and heavy snow in the air, and the dark light between the palms of the scorching hands sometimes turns into balls of light and hits directly, and sometimes turns into a rain of arrows, pouring down the sky and the sky.

It is said that the potential of people is unlimited, so it seems that the potential of the demon has yet to be tapped, just look at the current Zhuohua.

The small courtyard was covered by his demon attacks, and there was almost nowhere to hide, except for the sound of ping-pong weapons and small-scale explosions, during which you could also see the thick black demonic energy flying around, don't look at the black fog only left a thin layer of light color, under the influence of the angry scorching hua, the corrosive power of those black fogs increased exponentially, as long as the slightest touch can burn a hole.

"Be careful!!"

Wen Su had just resisted a rain of black arrows, and suddenly heard an exclamation in his ears, and his soft waist was grabbed and forced to dodge to the right, and the two spun and left the place, only to hear a few sounds of "poof", and a few black and shiny arrows sank into the ground and instantly corrupted a piece of soil.

Wen Su only glanced at it and frowned with palpitations, it was just now that she didn't notice the dead end, if Xun Yi hadn't dragged her away in time, she was afraid that her leg would not be able to be saved. While thinking so, there was a slight corrosive sound from her lower body at the same time, Wen Su looked down at the corner of her clothes, and sure enough, she saw that most of the clothes with a layer of tulle texture outside had been corroded, which was the result of her successfully dodging just now and the clothes were not spared.

With a "bang", Xun Yi immediately cut the skirt that was constantly corroding, and the fluttering fabric fell to the ground, and soon turned into a pile of ashes.

"His demonic power is getting stronger and stronger, we have to think of a quick solution, otherwise when he refines people, it will be even more difficult to deal with."

Xun Yi, as the lucky one of the gifted body, has a very obvious perception of yin and evil things, although the ghost qi in the courtyard has been purified by Wensu's talisman and demon array, but it has not affected the ghost qi on Zhuohua's body, and he is even more evil than the last time he saw it.

"I know what you mean, but now I can only fight with Zhuohua, Su Li's soul is behind that wooden door, if we don't get Zhuohua away, we won't be able to see Su Li, we can't see Su Li, how can we tell her the whereabouts of her mother?"

Wen Su stared at the wooden door with burning eyes, it was the last gate in the last courtyard, this was the place where Zhuohua guarded and defended the strongest, and it was also the place where Su Li's soul was trapped.

Not only did these two people see the clues, but other friends also noticed Zhuohua's "weakness" one after another.

——With that wooden door as the dividing point, because Wen Su broke the barrier set by Zhuohua before, no matter how he attacked and moved, Zhuohua would almost never leave the range behind the wooden door, and the reason why he would rather consume a lot of demon power than use a large area of group injury demon method is to protect the small courtyard behind him with 360 degrees without dead ends, and there is a source of his strength in the courtyard, and there must be no mistakes!

However, no matter how ferocious the boss is, how can he compete with the full cooperation of the protagonist group?

Almost after everyone unanimously noticed Zhuohua's intentions, the long-lost Shangqing Cloud Breaking Sword Array appeared again, unlike the previous in Tianya Haijiao Town, this time Qu Qingyou didn't play any petty temperament, she very consciously cooperated with the sword array to exert her power, and the solemn expression looked extraordinarily serious, as if the estrangement and friction between the previous and everyone did not exist, but the clear-eyed person could still see from her position that this girl just wanted to use the sword array to "get in close contact" with Qing Ziye Just once.

Lonely Shu Han was not a disciple of the Kunlun Eight Sects, and he couldn't add more help to the sword formation, so he simply secretly hid behind and prepared to be a sword man, silently accumulating his strength, wanting to deal with Zhuohua, who had not yet completely refined his soul, with the Shangqing Cloud Breaking Sword Formation, how could he grind off two-thirds of his skills, and the remaining one-third, he would be more than enough to deal with.

So the picture in front of him has become a strong duel between the two forces, in a pale gold semicircular enchantment, the black mist representing evil is still all over the field and raging wildly, the soft white peach petals have turned into a deadly hidden weapon flying in the air like snow, and in this space in which black and white are intertwined, there is a flat sword array breaking through, countless shining sword qi condensed and formed, graceful like a swimming dragon, in the fierce collision with the demonic energy, fiercely tore a road to Zhuohua's body.

Zhuo Hua had long heard that the disciples of the Kunlun Eight Sects were not easy to mess with, but it was actually not the first time he had met an immortal cultivator who claimed to be from the Kunlun Mountain Immortal Realm, but every time those so-called immortal cultivators were torn into pieces by him as flower fertilizer, over time, Zhuo Hua's assessment of the strength of immortal cultivators also fell to the level of "but so", perhaps because he had successfully crushed most of the immortal cultivators before, so that he misassessed the strength of this group of hairy boys, looking at his current sweating head, you can know, How hard Zhuohua struggled to deal with the authentic Shangqing Cloud Breaking Sword Array.

"Damn!!"

The sweaty scorching silver teeth clenched, and a blood mark faintly flowed from the corner of his lips, which was not only bitten by himself, but also because his demonic power was about to be exhausted, he never thought that the strength of this group of immortal cultivators could be so strong, if it was just a one-man fight, even the profound Lonely Han would not be able to bargain for a while, but who would pay attention to the morality of a demon? Isn't that a brain caught in the door?

I couldn't help but glance at the position behind him on the right side with my peripheral vision, where there was a shadow of shadows, sitting there quietly, obviously the mid-air of the courtyard had been darkened, but the shadows were still sitting steadily, as if the sky would fall and there would be no reaction.

It's only three days away! There are still three days to go on the night of the full moon, and the time for the three clouds to converge!!

Is he going to fall short here and be beaten back to his original form by a group of little hairy boys??!!

Zhuohua thought resentfully, the resentment and unwillingness in his heart were rolling and fermenting strongly, but before he could break out, Lonely Han, who had already accumulated his strength in the rear position, took the lead. He narrowed his narrow phoenix eyes slightly, and with a touch of the evil aura of his thumb, the curvature of the corners of his lips, and the figure that was originally standing on the ground disappeared in an instant.

Zhuohua was still full of unwillingness, while struggling to resist the powerful destructive power brought by the Shangqing Cloud Breaking Sword Array, while secretly condensing the last demonic power, he originally thought that now that his strength was insufficient, he could escape with his soul first, and it would not be too late to come back to retaliate after he succeeded in refining, but unfortunately he planned it perfectly, but not everyone would participate according to his script.

"Do you want to escape? Heh~ Do you think you can still run away? ”

A sneer sounded in his ears, and the voice was faint like an illusion, but Zhuohua, who heard this, stiffened his body in an instant. The figure of Lonely Shu Han appeared out of thin air in the direction he had been looking at, and more precisely, the figure of the Scythe Houqing appeared.

When Hou Qing flashed the cold light of death came into view, the scorching green glass eyes instantly enlarged, the will to survive and instinct overrode all thinking, he gathered all the last condensed part of the demonic power to his feet, and rushed forward at the moment when the scythe was about to cut off his head, he dodged the scythe of Lonely Han as fast as possible, but because of the relationship between moving forward and the sword formation of Wen Su and the others, it directly hit head-on, and the surging sword qi immediately broke through one hundred and eighty holes in Zhuohua's body, Green blood gushed out, wetting his white robe.

Although Zhuo Hua was seriously injured by the sword array, his speed was not affected at all, and before the next wave of attacks hit, Zhuo Hua waved his long sleeves, and a large number of peach petals flew towards Wen Su and them, colliding with the sword array, making a clanging sound.

In the midst of a sudden rain-like collision, there was another booming cracking sound, the sound was crisp and terrifying, and it sounded more like the sound of a large piece of glass being smashed. Wen Su exclaimed almost as soon as he heard this sound, "Not good! Looking up, he saw that the outermost demon array was actually smashed into a gap by Zhuo Huasheng.

"It's really ruthless~"

Wen Su looked at the gap and narrowed her eyes, the demon array she set up was not the highest level, but it was enough to deal with the current scene, but unfortunately she miscalculated the ferocity of Zhuohua, the other party was so fierce that she would break the trap of the demon formation at the expense of Dao Xing, and this time Liang Zi was even bigger.

The demon array was forcibly broken, and before everyone could react, Zhuo Hua had already taken advantage of this opportunity to flee and flew away, and he could be seen spitting out a mouthful of blood from a distance, a pair of bloodshot eyes staring at Wen Su viciously, and the lonely cold who was obviously scythe-swinging, but Shi Shiran laughed.